Chapter 38: After the rain in the empty mountains, people are drunk and autumn

The last voice let out a long breath and looked at Bai Zhiyong: "Sister Bai, what do you think in your heart?" Bai Zhiyong's expression was cold, and he asked rhetorically: "What do you think in your heart?" The last voice was stunned and speechless.

After a while, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

Bai Zhiyong smiled slightly, and pointed to a mountain peak in the distance: "Your life and death threshold has been opened, and it is not difficult to jump over the exit mechanism, how about we compete and compete?" The last voice glanced at Bai Zhiyong and followed his fingers: "How does Sister Bai want to compete?" ”

Bai Zhiyong said: "Let's climb to the top of that mountain before anyone, if you lose, don't leave me half a step before you get married, if I lose, you can dispose of it." When she said this, her tone was different from usual, with a slight naughty flavor.

The last voice was stunned for a moment: "But my mother-in-law hasn't woken up yet?" Bai Zhiyong shook her head: "My mother-in-law has woken up, but she hasn't opened her eyes, if you don't object, I'll let you agree." As he spoke, he jumped out.

Yusheng took a deep breath, came to the edge of the cave, jumped down, fell to the ground lightly, looked up, Bai Zhiyong had left her several feet away, took a breath of true qi, and chased after her.

The last sound was a blessing in disguise, the art of light body advanced by leaps and bounds, and the momentum of running was as fast as a flying Hong, over the mountains and mountains, as if walking on the ground, but she was still left behind by Bai Zhiyong, and when she arrived at the peak, Bai Zhiyong was sitting on a big rock, looking at her quietly.

Yuyin smiled and said, "Sister Bai, I lost." Bai Zhiyong nodded: "Yes, you lost." ”

The last voice said: "Although I am willing to gamble and lose, I have a request. Bai Zhiyong said: "The Double Ninth Festival is coming, do you want to pay homage to your master?" ”

The last voice nodded, and his clothes fluttered in the strong mountain wind, looking very extraordinary and elegant: "I miss my relatives during the Double Ninth Festival, no matter what the truth is, Master and her old man have nurtured me after all, and I can't help but pay respects." ”

Bai Zhiyong took his eyes off the last sound and looked into the distance: "The moon and stars are scarce, the mountains are empty after the rain, the chrysanthemums are clear, and the flower admirers are drunk and singing......" The last voice continued: "The sky is long and the shadow is lonely, the cold and clear autumn, the cold cicadas mourn the willows, who teaches the white clothes to send wine?" ”

Bai Zhiyong turned around: "Wine? Do you want to drink? The last voice smiled slightly: "Sister Bai, have you ever been drunk?" ”

Bai Zhiyong shook his head: "No, why don't we get drunk on the night of candles in the cave room, okay?" The last voice was stunned, speechless in surprise, Bai Zhiyong gently hooked the corner of his mouth: "Are you surprised, wonder why I said such words?" ”

The last voice nodded, and Bai Zhiyong straightened the hair in his ears: "At this moment, in my heart, I thought like this, so I said it, and I don't know why." Yuyin slowly stepped forward and sat down beside her: "Sister Bai, what do you think of Wumeng Bai Wugongzi?" ”

Bai Zhiyong thought for a while and said: "Graceful and resourceful, he is an ideal husband. The last voice was a little lost: "In that case, why don't you get married as soon as possible?" ”

Bai Zhiyong seemed to be in a good mood, and smiled slightly: "Over the years, the Wu family has mentioned marriage three times, but I have made excuses to shirk it, and my father is very distressed about this, and I must get married before I am twenty-five years old." ”

Last Voice's heart moved, and he unconsciously forced Bai Zhiyong to look at him and asked, "How long is there until this time?" Bai Zhiyong said: "Three months." ”

The last voice said: "Have you ever thought about the reason why you are reluctant to get married? Bai Zhiyong said: "I didn't understand it before, but since I met my mother-in-law, I seem to have figured it out." ”

Remembering Mo Forget's wine, his expression became lonely, and he stood up and turned to the side of the mountain.

Bai Zhiyong frowned, and said coquettishly: "Come back!" Yuyin hesitated for a moment, then turned around and said, "But is it because of Sister Jin?" ”

Bai Zhiyong shook his head, and couldn't help but be happy when he left out, and his eyes were filled with a strange look: "What's the reason for that?" ”

Bai Zhiyong said: "I have listened to my grandfather and Mr. Mo tell the story of my mother-in-law since I was a child, and my mind is naturally different from that of ordinary women...... "You like women, right?" ”

Bai Zhiyong nodded: "Yes, but I have never been emotionally attached to Jin Wuyan." The last voice had bright eyes: "But in the world, only Sister Jin's appearance and intelligence can match you." ”

Bai Zhiyong seemed to have thought for a long time before deciding to say it, but when he was interrupted by the last voice, his expression changed, and he regained his usual cold appearance, and said coldly: "Let me say it's okay." The last voice nodded.

Bai Zhiyong continued: "Coincidentally, Jin Wuyan and I were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year, although I am two hours older than her, but I regard her as twin sisters, I think and think, she knows everything she thinks, she thinks and thinks, I also guess thoroughly, do you think such two people will have love?" ”

Last voice looked at Bai Zhiyong, thought about it for a while, and made sure that she was asking herself, so she shook her head, Bai Zhiyong saw her cautious appearance, and smiled: "Let's set the wedding date on the 19th of this month, okay?" ”

The last voice was stunned: "Today is the last day of August, isn't it less than a month?" Bai Zhiyong nodded: "That's right, so we have to speed up the cultivation of feelings, if God wants you to marry me, and I haven't liked you yet, wouldn't it hurt me." ”

The last voice couldn't help but be stunned, secretly saying this logic, so strange, and suddenly happy in my heart: "Since this is the case, then you should go with me to worship the master, right?" Bai Zhiyong said: "It should be so." ”

The last voice seemed to feel that the distance between the two had narrowed a lot, and smiled slyly: "We are going to get married, if I call you Sister Bai again, I am afraid that it will make fun of people......" Bai Zhiyong didn't expect her to suddenly say this, and was slightly stunned: "What do you want?" ”

The last voice looked up at the sky and thought for a while: "I want to be like my mother-in-law, is it okay to call you Yong'er?" ”

Bai Zhiyong was noncommittal, coughed lightly, got up and walked down the mountain, she had a thousand emotions in her heart these days, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt vague and unpredictable, so she came up with such a trick, testing the last sound at the same time, but also testing herself.

Yuyin laughed and chased after him: "If you don't object, you agree, and I will call you Yong'er in the future!" Then he thought that he would have to get along with Bai Zhiyong for at least nineteen days, and he felt extremely nervous in his heart, so he stopped talking, but followed silently.